Lecturer Idiot
Foreign Girl 2

It was he who was eavesdropping on our conversation. He looked at us with a guilty look. Then he lowered his head.

I don't want to make trouble with other people, who don't know anything. All I can worry about is the roots.

“Yes, you are right,” he replied haughtily.

I threw out my arm that was held by him. I'm not at all concerned with his treatment. All I can hold my hand is Ara. There's no one else.

“Aws...,” oozed, “you're so rough anyway!” His shouting.

I was still cold to him.

It's your fault for making me rude like this.

I put both my hands in my pants pocket, not caring about the oblique response from him.

Suddenly, I remembered one thing.

I glanced at him.

“Don't, all my activities in this hotel, you know?” ask me a little worried.

He threw away his face.

There was a slight annoyance that my question was not piqued at all by him.

Brash woman. Just look at it later.

I left him to go to the car. Meygumi's cry, the longer it was, the smoother it became. But I don't care about it.

Arriving in the basement, I didn't see my car at all. In fact, I have ordered secure parking to take care of it.

‘Sial, I lost my car.’

“Drtt...”.

My phone suddenly shook.

I looked on the screen, there was an incoming message from a number I didn't recognize.

My curiosity was turbulent, forcing me to open the message.

“Your car I put in your house. How about being with me?”

Instantly, I boarded the apoplexy, no more. I don't understand everything that's going on. Why does he follow me wherever I go?

“Argh!”

“Shelf...”.

I threw my phone at the basement wall, so upset. I was very upset by his actions. I can't escape his shadow.

Donning.

Is this karma for me?

I don't know.

This is not karma, but fate.

I've lost my phone.

Let alone. Let him not be able to contact me anymore.

The woman suddenly came in front of me. With great force, I went home with him, because it was still very early, and I could not contact anyone now.

“Nih.” He gave her car keys.

I was silent for a moment, watching him.

‘What the fuck is he.’ My inner self is upset.

I didn't give her a gift. He suddenly pulled my hand and placed the key in my hand.

“Should a woman drive?” muttered.

I looked at him hatefully, then took the key and immediately boarded his car.

I have no other choice. Why can I be careless, by giving my car keys to just anyone?

If I remembered about this hotel, I would never have come here.

If it wasn't for that stupid girl.

Uh. Never mind.

We also went to my house. I almost forgot about Dicky and that jerk. I couldn't reach Dicky because I lost my phone when I was angry. But I have to preach it.

I looked towards him, who was also looking at me. Why is he looking at me with that look?

I feel uncomfortable.

“Huft...”

Yes, I have, all of you.

“By borrow mobile phone?” I asked him if he was willing to lend me his cell phone, or not.

“Handphone? Make what?” He scrunched his forehead, seemingly suspicious.

I had expected, all my movements would be suspected by him. Who can stand a woman like this?

Compared to him, I prefer Ara.

“Then to call that girl-”

I don't want him to bother getting rid of Ara in my life. After all, Ara was not wrong.

“Awas if macem-macem!” His threat gave me a warning.

I didn't pay attention to it. He handed me the phone he had, I picked it up and typed Dicky's phone number.

“Halo, Dicky.”

“.........”

“This is me, Morgan,” I replied.

I opened my voice, and then I threw it back at him. He was like a drunk when he received my throw.

I don't give a shit.

I need to focus on driving, because it's still dark.

“Loe where?” dicky asked, making me look towards this woman.

“I have business. Btw, thank you. I owe you the same.”

“But this guy-”

“Urus only.” I cut his words.

“But, Gan-”

“Tut... tut...”.

I ended my conversation with Dicky. By accident, I saw the wallpaper of Meygumi's phone. Everyone still uses my photos.

I don't want him to still impose, a sense that's long gone. I don't want to be considered a jerk.

I just love Ara.

I don't want to split it.

Unintentionally, I was caught in a circle that could harm me, as well as Ara.

***

ARASHAS

‘What the hell is he? I don't like him. But why fitting I stretched him both the same woman, my heart kok kayak cracked gini, my inner’ that imagined about the incident in the hotel lobby earlier.

I suddenly became upset, because I kept thinking about things I shouldn't have thought about.

Just wasting my energy.

“In front turn which, Non?” ask the taxi driver.

I had to take a taxi, because my sister must still be asleep.

If it wasn't for Morgan, I wouldn't be in trouble like this. Plus my honor which he again took.

It's fallen, hit the stairs.

I am already dirty. Do women like me still deserve genuine love from men?

“Non?” the screech, made me wake up from my daydream.

“Oh, yes sir. In front take right, not long to come, sir.”

“Good, Non.”

The taxi drove very slowly, to the point that I was sleepy again. I must endure my drowsiness, for soon, I will arrive at my house.

I also arrived home. Pay the taxi fare, and get inside my house immediately.

I wait at the door of the house. I took the spare key I brought before. I know, for sure at any time, there will be events that make me late to get home. I secretly asked auntie for keys, every time she wanted to leave.

“Ckrekk.

Turns out, my door wasn't locked, leaving me shocked to death.

Why didn't you lock it?

Did you forget?

Or maybe, there is a thief who infiltrated this house?

“Hah?”

I checked out the situation of my brother. What happened to him until he forgot to lock the door?

I walked slowly, very slowly, to go to my sister's room.

Look a little, it turns out the door of his room was not locked and slightly open .

I looked inside a little.

“Ahh...”.

There was a woman scream from inside the room. I was shocked and immediately wondered what he was doing.

His sighs are getting louder. I'm getting curious. I set up my camera to document this incident.

At the very least, there is a weapon to refute brother, at any time big brother curses me back.

“Pocket, dong,”